Grandfather Please Stand On The Shoulders Of My Father While He's Deep Sea Fishing

Capo: 1st fret Intro D Three white butterflies to know you're near Verse D I know they think that it took somebody else Am To make me beautiful, beautiful G As they intended me to be D But they're wrong D I know they think that it took thousands of people Am To put me together again like an experiment G Some big men behind the scenes D Sewing Frankenstein black dreams into my songs D But they're wrong Chorus C G God, if you'rе near me, send mе three white butterflies D Or an owl to know know you're listening, sitting while I'm drinking C G Grandfather, please stand on the shoulders of my father D While he's deep-sea fishing for sharks in the Pacific Bridge C 'Cause I'm good in spirit, warm-bodied G D A fallible deity wrapped up in white (Oh-oh) C I'm folk, I'm jazz, I'm blue, I'm green G D Regrettably, also a white woman (Oh-oh) C G D But I have good intentions even if I'm one of the last ones C G If you don't believe me, my poetry, or my melodies D Feel it in your bones C G D I have good intentions, even if I'm one of the last ones C G D (Ah-ah-ah, yeah, ah-ah-ah, yeah, ah-ah-ah, yeah, mm) Chorus C G Grandfather, please stand on the shoulders of my father D While he's deep-sea fishing for all the things he's wishing C G God, if you're near me, send me three white butterflies D Or a map to know you're fishing, impart on me Your wisdom [Post-Chorus] G Am7 It took somebody else to make me beautiful, wonderful G As they intended me to be D But they're wrong D D Am Am G G D D Outro D Three white butterflies to know you're near